All Life
Is a Series
of Infinite Chances
I know, Your Honor, that every atom of life in
all this universe is bound up together. I know that a pebble cannot be
thrown into the ocean without disturbing every drop of water in the sea.
I know that every life is inextricably mixed and woven with every other
life. I know that every influence, conscious and unconscious, acts and
reacts on every living organism, and that no one can fix the blame. I know
that all life is a series of infinite chances, which sometimes result one
way and sometimes another. I have not the infinite wisdom that can
fathom it, neither has any other human brain. But I do know that in back
of it is a power that made it, that power alone can tell, and if there
is no power, then it is an infinite chance, which man cannot solve.
Why should this boy's life be bound up with
Frederick Nietzsche, who died thirty years ago, insane, in Germany? I don't
know.
I only know it is.